Poezja

The unpardonable slaughtering of
family and faith, the vital birthstones of

olive and roseate,
hallowed in the humble hands of the
shepherd of North Waziristan,
covered in harsh layers of foreign dirt by
ambivalent charcoal cowboys.
Maneuvering through untamed mountainous terrain
these bloodless birds of prey,
Mar's and Kali's hellish effigies of the eagle,

operate their heinous missions of indiscriminate death and paralysis

from remote nests.
Steel wing raptors fly above sovereign boarders and
established law
raining sterling flames with impersonal virtual ease
guffawing as the poor shattered squirter runs for cover,
relishing every
distant bugsplat.

Secluded in their holes, the white livered mice shirk
responsibility,
offering local state officials promises of treasury filled
peanut shells
in exchange for staking claim to these armchair massacres.

Our own inhumane cowardice birthing vengeful martyrs
seeking an
equal blind eye, keeping the sterile, desensitized
capital driven war
machine alive